

{hype sub-bass intro} Yeah,
we checking in! Two voices on the track,
time to begin We calling out the squads,
the battle for the crown Let's go,
turn it up, we holding it down {scratching vinyl sound}
From the East to the West,
we calling the play Green Bay running hard,
taking it all the way
Dallas with the star,
Kansas City got the heat San Fran on the move,
they are tough to beat Buffalo in the cold,
breaking through the line Philly in the trenches,
yeah we making it shine (touchdown!)
{playful scratch effect} This is our game,
yeah, this is our zone Every Sunday on the field,
we are holding our own We got the stadiums loud,
we got our dreams in flight Yeah,
we making it big,
getting it right (let's go!) {anthemic brass hits} Now we switch up
the lane, moving down south Got the Miami speed,
hush the critic's mouth Detroit's on the climb,
fighting with the pride Baltimore's defense,
nowhere to hide Seattle's 12th man screaming out loud Two MCs rocking,
rocking the crowd (first down!)
{fast snare roll} This is our game,
yeah, this is our zone Every Sunday on the field,
we are holding our own We got the stadiums loud,
we got our dreams in flight Yeah,
we making it big,
getting it right (yeah!) {triumphant
synth lead}
Thirty-two squads but we finish it fine Two heads on the track,
yeah, making it shine Shout out to the fans,
the coaches, the crew We out here
(hahaha) {instruments fading
out to sub-bass pulse}